Chapter 774: Odinvaldr’s voice
"Hmph! How dare you rebel against your home!"
The harsh voice echoed through the silent battlefield, immediately drawing every gaze. While nearly every Viking present could fully understand Freya’s choice, there was one who could not accept it—the middle-aged Lord.
His expression twisted in fury and disbelief, unable to grasp how events had spiraled so disastrously out of control. Everything up to this point had been a catastrophic failure, and he knew that if he didn’t take decisive action now, he would face the unimaginable wrath of his Master for such a spectacular debacle.
But Freya did not flinch. She turned calmly, without any sign of fear, her eyes radiating the intense aura of an embodiment of sin itself.
"Antorus, Lord of War of Valhalla," Freya stated clearly, her voice cutting through the tense silence. "If you want to attack, then do it. Stop hiding behind hypocritical arguments to justify your false accusations."
Shock, awe, and admiration swept through the gathered Vikings. They watched in astonishment as the young woman stood defiant against a figure whom many of them feared too much to even meet his gaze. Freya, however, showed no dread, looking directly into Antorus’s eyes, openly challenging his authority and forcing him to reveal his true intentions.
The middle-aged Lord’s eyes widened briefly, startled by Freya’s audacious rebuke. He was a central figure of Valhalla, commanding billions under his rule and wielding control over the realm’s strongest military force. It had been millennia since anyone dared to look him directly in the eye, much less speak back to him with such open defiance—and yet now, a mere Legend had done exactly that.
"Your insolence knows no limits," Antorus growled, voice trembling with anger. "How could Valhalla stand proudly if we allow a traitor like you to roam freely?"
Again, Antorus tried to mask his ambition behind a façade of justice and honor, but the deception was transparent, causing a deep frustration to ripple through the hearts of the watching Vikings. The Empress narrowed her eyes sharply, clearly troubled by Antorus’s words. Yet before she could act, Antorus spoke again, his voice colder and more threatening.
"As Lord of War, it is my duty to defend Valhalla from threats, both external and internal. I will fight anyone who dares interfere with my righteous judgment."